Finished Folds (101—120)
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3Dealing out his stock of careless like king's favors, Tony soon had the other children working for him. And Tony didn't come cheap. Weaponizing toddlers took time and lots of
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2perplexed kitten, all bets were off. That cat had been given to me by nobility! Some landed duke or marquis of a forgotten country--I'd received it on an especially hairy evening
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3But despite his lust for violence against the little brown creature, Tom had not been the one to destroy him. In an unforeseen turnabout, Jerry's hijinks with an anvil had resulte
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3steel feelings. Those who thrust folded dollar bills into waiting hands had the look of sallow junkies, unsure if this would be their last fix. But still the cathedral bells ra
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4repented of his false prophets and speaking in tongues. She'd looked in that decrepit church's shattered window and seen Jerry shaking and jumping and holding a golden snake statu
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4shining to my gut and I was soon eating 12 ounce steaks for breakfast and four whole fried chickens for lunch. Russell could barely keep up with my appetite, though he tried, gain
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11sweetly whisper government secrets. From behind cold, dead eyes I heard of alien abductions, and spies shot in exotic locations. Elmo was my ticket to someplace else, someplace w
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4Except he had, beautiful shining strings from the face of someone who had once sold him particularly potent moon sugar. Why had he ever left that lute in Winterhold, with the girl
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3How that Southern judge had known she was born with a tail, the defendant would never know. Her parents had kept it secret even from her for years, but it survived in a Mason jar
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5But I had my reasons. Each hair follicle hitting the spandex was like a knife stabbing into my pelvis. Some unknown condition, my spymaster had overlooked it at my physical, inst
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7I'd just enough time to pop a single Geritol as the alarms sounded, beginning the deadly competition. Out the metal doors I limped, straining to be the first to reach the antique
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5Jack, voice as raucous as it was when he was alive. Despite groans, Jack spun a knucklebone, probably belonging to some missionary on the wheel. The nameless mummy reached out to
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5was no Merlin. But then again, Merlin was no Merlin anymore. The Dragon invoked the Code of Ages, that sacred rule which stated that Edgar must provide the theologians with a
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4his recent transformation into a razorback had severely strained their relationship. Life had been a series of comical episodes in which she tried to hide him from her family, who
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3brother. The shadowy dental cult, Kakodontia, was a close-knit group, and was constantly in search of more funds for their series of bunkers named after discredited dentists. Tom
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4Never mind that the ketchup blotches looked exactly like the photos of the crime scene Uncle Jim had once shown me. "A dog sitting on a unicycle." That Freud Burger stooge seemed
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5glimmering in the pavement, but as Mary bent down to pick it up, the object rolled slightly and her own glass eye was looking up at her. "Shoot fire and the devil's black words, I
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3of her poetry was more important that anything. For, somewhere within the verses, her separate personality had hidden the secret that would bring Maya Angelou a singular power
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4"I really wish there was something I could do," the hierophant looked at me, full of longing, "but you know the decree. We require that corn." A scream shot out of the pit, and I
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9rendered the nearby vegetation a shocking shade of pink. So it was in that strange sheen that the once-human silhouettes flew, seeking out children to raise as drones.